Jet was initially against it—having you put flowers in his hair. However, after seeing your unintentionally pleading eyes and sunken look, he gave in. He never meant to.

Now, his dark, shaggy hair sported a flower crown you had personally made as you both sat under a tree. It was pretty cute. You kept babbling about how nicely it complemented him, and he could only chuckle, shrugging his shoulders. "Yeah?" he tilted his head to the side, eyeing your giddy expression.